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They’re not an earth witch. It won’t kill them. But it will kill you, so hold the fuck on to me!

He doesn’t stop. His great paws hammer into the earth, and we move so fast that the trees are blurry.

My fingers knot in Archie’s fur as I cling on for dear life. That wave is catching up.

Everyone it touches, it kills. But when it passes through a fire witch, she is fine. The unseelie are fine.

It’s only the earth coven that turns to mist.

Shit!

I look up and see a swarm of monsters ahead.

Unseelie.

Wings and talons. Horns and teeth.

Cole emerges from the ground before them with a victorious smirk.

A trap. She sent us straight into a trap!

The wave is on our heels.

Our capture is dead ahead.

Daughter…

The whisper comes from the earth grimoire tucked inside my cloak. I rest my hands on it.

Oh, gods…

Magic explodes from me, throwing me upright as my head goes back and my arms stretch out. The ground shakes, and the trees around me turn a dark purple.

Tears fall as the sheer force of this magic erupts from my core.

And everything goes a blinding white.

Chapter nineteen

The Wolf

Irun until I can’t anymore. My legs eventually buckle, and I land face down in the dirt back in my human form. Pix rolls off me, her body limp as she lies beside me. Her eyes closed with dried blood beneath her nose and all around her ears.

Her heart beats slowly, and her breathing is steady. I lie there, utterly spent, with no power to shift and no energy to move.

What the fuck was that?

Not just the wave of power from Neve, but the magic Pix used?

The sheer force of it. The complete destruction!

Nature turned on us in a way I only ever imagined in horror stories. The trees turned black and grabbed at the unseelie, tearing them limb from limb. The ground came alive, swallowed others whole, and the air became toxic. Vines erupted upwards and strangled, pulled and snapped.

As I looked back, I saw the devastation spread. I saw the coven get turned into a plague-ridden wasteland.

I reach over and sweep her hair from her face.

That magic came from her. But it wasn’t her. It was somethingelse.

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